As we wander around town,
Or through the garden centre,
I find that a song comes to my mind
And much to the horror of my missus
I start singing or humming it.
These songs are dredged up
From I know not where.
Yes I know them, but why this song?
Why now?
So many songs that I know,
But the ones that I sing
Come from so deep,
And I have no idea
What sparked that particular tune
That I am now trying to sing;
To my missus now seen in the distance.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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It is a good question Andy. I am sure that the answer varies from time to time and may be complex or simple. I find that this happens to me but mostly when I have been listening to something that reminds me of something else. I too sing but when alone. A most interesting write Andy
Thank you soren, we have Boom Radio on on in the car which gives songs from the 50's and 60's and we both sing along to them.
Andy
Nothing better to lift the mood than singing a song. Most welcome 'Andy
The escaping wife made me laugh my friend
Thanks Norman, a bit of fun is always welcome.
Andy
It certainly is
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
I just think of them as ear worms and it takes forever to get that song to go away, or just an internal thought lol. Great poem :))
Very true Novaselic, thank you.
Andy
Proof that our brains have their own DJ. Nicely written!
Very true Salvia, thank you.
Andy
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